Wisps of pitch-black Armament Haki emerged, spiraling along the blade before winding tightly around it and compressing inward.
The light around the blade warped under that power, blurring, and even the air grew thick.
Lin Xuan raised his eyes, Shiryu of the Rain's twisted face reflected in his golden pupils.
"As the first opponent to make me use this move," Lin Xuan said with a bright, cruel grin, "you should feel honored."
As his words fell, Lin Xuan gently turned the wrist of his sword hand.
At that instant, the Armament Haki covering the Zanpakuto named Demon Sword Murakumo began to change.
It transformed into countless tiny black threads that spun at high speed, weaving together before drawing tightly inward.
Humm-
The light around the blade was swallowed by that power, forming a ring of darkness visible to the naked eye.
The surrounding air seemed to have been drained away, growing thick and emitting a dull hum.
A fear born of the instinct to survive left Shiryu of the Rain's hands and feet ice-cold.
When Shiryu of the Rain saw the change in the blade, the blood instantly drained from his eyes, bloodshot with madness, and his pupils contracted to pinpoints.
This was wrong!
This was completely different from that savage destructive power earlier!
If the earlier slash had been a giant hammer, this blade was a scythe that could cut through souls!
That thought exploded in his mind, instantly overwhelming his anger and unwillingness to accept defeat.
Before Shiryu of the Rain could even think, his body reacted ahead of his mind.
He abruptly released Raiu, which Lin Xuan had clamped in his grasp, and pushed off, desperately hurtling backward!
But Lin Xuan moved faster.
At the very instant Shiryu retreated, Lin Xuan softly uttered the name of his